Sad Day Part 2
The Memorial Service was really beautiful, yet very sad. I was sitting two rows behind the family, and I could just see their pain and grief. Suicide is so hard for those left behind. The questions of "what if" "if only" and of course... "why?" The confusion, hurt, and even anger.

What was neat was that the service gave a glimpse into Wes' life and his passions, even his searching and depression. He loved art and it was his passion. They had a slide show including lots of his artwork. The service also gave glory to God and hung on to hope and faith.

My parents had a hard time because one of my sisters is going through a difficult time herself and to be honest, they are scared. My dad is not normally very emotional, but he was having a hard time keeping things together. It's just touching a very sore spot, I guess.

Right now, I am just very overwhelmed. Yesterday was an emotional day for me, and to just add that on top of today. To have a mix of hurt, and other stuff already, and then be dealing with something as hard as this, in addition to kinda having to be strong in some ways for my dad since we went separately from the rest of the family from work, is just overwhelming.

All I want to do right now is go home and rest. But alas, I have responsibilities to take care of here. I might be able to leave a little early, but I don't know. Some things I'm feeling I can't even describe or put into words, because I really don't know what it is. Emotional overload, I guess. I just don't feel like I can function very well right now.

Bah.